Tragic Comedy 가사

Stencils and needles and ink Covered up all the scars that I wore A decoy designed on my skin Until I wasn’t me anymore If it’s weakness I’ve achieved it If it’s sorrow I deceived it If these colours Were my feelings Then my blood is black for a reason Look what I became My tragic comedy Did I entertain? Aye aye Covered in mistakes Honestly, honestly I am just a fake I like the bruises, they cover the cuts The cuts turn to scars, and the scars turn to art Leaving an outline with lesions and marks For last minute tattoos, that don’t mean that much, and I - Bury weakness Underneath them All this sorrow Got me thinkin’ If these colours Were my feelings Then my blood runs black for a reason Look what I became My tragic comedy Did I entertain? Aye aye Covered in mistakes Honestly, honestly I am just a fake, fake (Oh) (Oh) (Oh) (Oh) Would you show me Which of my wounds made you loathe me? Which of my flaws hurt you mostly? All of these faults, yet, you chose me Still, expose me Peel off my skin, oh, so slowly You'll find a boy, oh, so lonely He is why you couldn't know me Look what I became My tragic comedy Did I entertain? Aye aye Covered in mistakes Honestly, honestly I am just a fake Look what I became (I became) My tragic comedy Did I entertain? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Covered in mistakes Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly, ah) I am just a fake, fake (honestly, honestly, ah) Just a fake (fake) Just a fake (fake) Just a fake (oh) Fake (mmm)